Sidekicks- A Danisnotonfire FanFiction

Chapter One: Definition

/Side•Kick/: noun, informal. A person's assistant or close associate, especially one who has less authority than that other person.

Or in other words, me. Rosie Starkey.

ROSIE'S POV

I'm nothing more than a follower. I never lead people. I never stand out. All I am is a simple follower. I have only one friend, but we aren't very close, and we only talk whenever we see eachother, and don't text or socialize outside of school.

I was very close to my mom, though. Was. I was up until cancer took her life. I don't like to talk about it, since she was the only reason I didn't kill myself. But ever since she passed, I've been thinking about it. Thinking about taking my life. And just.. Dying.

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I live in an apartment in a quiet suburban neighborhood. I live alone, and being age 20, I pay my bills and buy groceries off a decent paying job.

I heard the doorbell ring.

Ding dong!

I really didn't feel like getting up to answer the door. It was probably some stupid door-to-door salesman trying to sell something.

Ding dong!

I heard again. With a massive groan, I finally got up, and went to the door.

When I opened it, I saw a man, not very tall, but just enough to be slightly taller than me.

"Um, hello!" He awkwardly said.

"Hi," I replied back with a monotone voice.

"Um, well, I just moved here, and I, well, wanted to introduce myself!"

"Yeah, sure, I'm Rosie." I again replied with a monotone voice.

"I'm, uh, Dan Howell!"

He had straight brown hair, that was styled ever so precisely, from what it seemed.

"Listen, I really don't want to rain on your parade, but I need to ask you to leave, I have a serious Doctor Who marathon I need to get back to.. So if you'll excuse me-" I began to start closing the door.

"Oh, well, okay! Well see you again sometim-"

I finally closed the door. I knew I was being a total jerk, but thing is, I can't stand new people. The only people who I actually like are my brother, my mom, and my one "friend" named Brittany. To them, I'm the sweetest person ever! But to new people, I'm the exact opposite.

The reason why, is because what I've learned from past experience, is that new people take advantage of your kindness, and either break you heart, or smash it. The last boyfriend I had dated me only to than make fun of me and my flaws. After that, I made a new rule for myself. And that is to never make new friends. Ever.

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